The Grey
shall I dwell
in the palette of extreme
where canons lounge unchallenged
indulging parroted truths
of rigid dogma
or maybe
the grey
sublime in its centrist hue
let me struggle with dangerous assertions
in the crucible of original thought
birthing new epiphanies
unmoored from the status quo
drifting purposely between
black and white
Copyright © David Mohn | Year Posted 2021
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